Clouds Of Energy

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As I lay on the soft, warm sand
My eyes are closed, soaking up what the sun has to offer
I imagine your soft pink lips on mine
The taste of the daily salty sea air
Your fingers running through my hair
As my memory fades away into the clouds of energy
My eyes open and I turn to my side to find you there

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